Fosca Assume Nothing
Did I tell you I applied to the Uni of Life?
I was measured for my gown... and I promptly got turned down
I'm not a bit surprised this time. It's just like you to dote
On someone who sleeps to 4pm and isn't even registered to vote
Well, you're in the same boat
That the peripheral vision of a dull 28-year-old
Can run rings around a bright teenage mind
Is a rule you shamelessly uphold, as your sole foothold
Now the toothpaste round the basin has lost its childish glee
And your friends reek of cocooning, saying
"life must be taken seriously."
Well, you could have fooled me...
And if there was no praise or blame
Would you ever be quite the same?
When will you assume nothing? Guess at nothing
Try to make do with unfurling yourself
I'll take you to the rooftop. On a clear day you can see
The company cars being half-inched
And policemen hawking their pilots for TV
At night you want for sleeping, but it's not easy to do
When the very one you dream of is the one who won't dream of you
And it still holds true
On some days you're just all Hate
And on every other, you ingratiate
So when will you assume nothing? Guess at nothing
Try to make do with unfurling yourself
With unravelling yourself, with unpacking yourself
You're watching rugby, for all the wrong reasons
Your knees are hurting, for all the wrong reasons
